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Summer flowers and beautiful architecture in Madrid, Spain.

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It’s pumping percussive didgeridoo music, fusing dance music with primal, tribal energy and traditional musical instruments. It’s Olive Tree Dance at Optimus Alive! in Portugal, July of ‘09. Learn more about these amazing musicians at [link].

So I’ve returned from Europe, and while I was not posting for quite a while due to having an overload of amazing experiences, I’ve now got some free time as I finish up University.
That said, my travels in the Old World came to an unsatisfactory conclusion when my camera was very skillfully stolen in Paris, [...]

A scaffolded alley in Newcastle Upon Tyne, England.

Sunlight on the underground, caught it back in April. I liked it, hope you do too.

Way way back around Easter, I spent some time with a friend from college, Matt, who’s currently living and starting a business in Oxford and/or around the globe, depending on how you look at it. I joined him and a group of his friends on a day trip to Bristol, where we sat at about 4 o’clock underneath the Bristol Cathedral in the beautiful weather. When the Cathedral’s bells tolled on the hour, a massive group of peope sitting on the green erupted into a sudden pillow fight. Feathers did fly, and I hopped up (after a bit of prodding) with my camera and dove into the fray. I managed to get a couple good shots out of the whole thing. I’m pretty sure it was a part of this: http://www.pillowfightday.com/

End of hiatus – here’s a quick summary since last I paid any attention to Manumitany.

* Final exams and family in town (The whole exam procedure at UH was extremely paranoid…)
* Amsterdam
* Bruges (is not a shithole at all!)
* Berlin and Burger King food poison
* Prague
* Vienna

So the idea here, with the name of this place being Manumitany and all, is to figure out how to express that elusive idea of freedom. I’ve talked about casting off the bowlines already, and now we move from ships of the sea to ships of the air.

It’s a scene that you’d think was from a movie or something. There stands this priest, surrounded by the congregation, on the southern side of the church. They’ve all just come out from inside, where the church was in total darkness until candles were lit in succession, bringing an eerie light to the proceeding. Rockets are flying over head, landing beyond the congregation that is protected only by the church building itself – and, for them, by God.

The lighting and firing of rockets in Vrontados (Northern side).